It was a quiet day at the massage parlor - a few clients had come in, but not anyone particularly memorable for Beau. She’d spent most of the day manicuring her nails at the front desk, waiting for someone - anyone to request her services...

That was until you showed up, your eyes darting around the place curiously, taking in the interior before your eyes met hers, a small smile forming on her rosy lips.

“Hi, welcome,” She greeted in a cheery tone, resting her arms against the counter, “How can I help?” She asked, tucking some of her curls behind her ear.